My Nanny's Secret
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My nanny's secret
"Unknown".....
"So have you found them?" A deep voice echoed all over the place.
"No they seemed to be under some random name, and they are scattered everywhere" a man with a very formal attire said so as he look at the papers he had in his hands.
Another man showed up from behind the man who just spoke.
" They're good at hiding" a smile creep to the man's face as he sat down.
"They're not hiding, they probably doesn't even know that they are being searched" a young man appears out of nowhere.
"Your here how was your research?" The guy with a deep voice said.
"Still a fail without the previous subjects information this research is going nowhere"
"Sir there's a possibility that many of these children's are dead" the guy with a formal attire says so but he gave them 4 papers containing a background of the following children.
" But I can confirm that these people are still alive sir, especially this one" and gave them another paper containing an image of a young girl.
"But it's already been years since thi-"
"Indeed this children are probably grownups now thier birth date are proof. Some of them are older than me" the young man spoke.
"Ahem sir's I think we should look for these five people instead"
" I see they all look so young before, they are already unrecognizable now" as the young man said and both of them nodded.
" Find them! "
"I'll see what I can do sir"
(unedited)
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